Quotes by : Mary-Jean Harris

Her voice was soft and numinous, as befitted any Aizian singer, yet it was not just bells and melody.....

Was that what it was all about? To know everything—the ultimate quest of the philosopher, to comprehend....

Ah, Toulouse, you have travelled too much. You know the gods of a hundred lands, those of the trees and....

Close your eyes, and lo, they are opened! But never shall they close again.

The velvet tapestry of the night curved from horizon to horizon, flecked with thousands of tiny stars.....

Although one may direct the future or past through the onerous linkages of temporal cause and effect,....

Toulouse then felt a cool touch on his right hand as something wound around his wrist. It was the Lucefate....

You are one of us, one of those who knows without knowing, and one who will live and die in dreams that....

Eldora smiled up at Paulo cunningly, her dark eyes twinkling. “You are old, Father.”“Not as old....

I knew your plan before you made it,” Eldora proclaimed, tossing her Wert from hand to hand… “You....